Chapter 502 Perpetual Motion Machine

Zhang Wuji was speechless as he watched the mushroom cloud slowly rising while he and Baiyue were shaken out of the hull of the Poseidon as it disintegrated on the spot.

"Put the leader of this project in solitary confinement. You write the report and I'll approve it." He said. The so-called solitary confinement is to temporarily confine the spirituality of the neuron, retaining only individual thinking. The neuron can feel the passage of time but cannot think effectively. This can be said to be a huge mental exhaustion for the neuron who pursues truth and swims in the light of wisdom, enough to be a punishment.

Baiyue looked at the disintegrating Poseidon. The collapse of the hull was not due to design reasons, but the weapons carried far exceeded the bearing capacity of the structure. To fully carry this set of weapons, a Poseidon must be built after the second and third phases of the project, at least not the initial prototype.

This is simply the result of a mad and crazy psychopath who could not resist his own design desire and installed the weapon system in advance. In Baiyue's opinion, this kind of thing can be done by a group of weapons researchers who want to build a circle of multi-tower turrets on a piece of wood, who believe that bigger is better, more is beautiful, who want power instead of defense, and who firmly believe that caliber is the truth.

At the same time, a message came from a researcher who did not want to reveal his name, in which he wrote a letter of self-blame and asked to be confined for three months.

Zhang Wuji also received the message. After a moment of silence, he agreed. He looked up and saw the earth-shattering pillar of light expanding and heading towards him.

"Not only are the weapon system components substandard, but the equivalent has also been increased. The range is ten kilometers, and the explosion range is fifteen kilometers. Is this really a Heaven and Earth Bomb?!"

He frowned, unsheathed his precious sword, and immediately it turned into twelve sword shadows, which flew out and stood in twelve directions, locking the oncoming light column and confining it in a small space, preventing its power from leaking out. However, it also made the heat and anger erupting in this small space more violent, and its power increased by three times.

"Fortunately, we have restricted the energy range of their weapons. Otherwise, with the addition of various radiation, poison gas, and witchcraft bombs, this land would be uninhabited within a hundred years, and all birds and animals would be extinct." Baiyue said in a deep voice.

Zhang Wuji lowered his head and looked around. The land that was burned by the beam of light was completely burned with grass and trees. The iron ore and fine steel deep in the soil turned into molten iron and merged with the magma. The earth's air was scraped down several layers, and the sky was more than just three feet high.

"After all, I used it to deal with visitors from heaven. I didn't expect that the heaven and earth would live as long as each other and all things would wither. Now the Ming Dynasty has a lot of work to do. Land and population are both rare resources."

He carefully looked at the ground that had turned into a scorching hell, and noticed some strange colors in the magma: "Those strange things don't seem to be dead yet, they just lost their form, but their vitality is still strong."

Baiyue lowered his head upon hearing the voice. Blood and flesh kept surging in the magma and gradually gathered. "With this body's activity, it can be regarded as a simplified version of immortality. I just don't know what other properties it has."

"Why? You seem quite interested?" Zhang Wuji asked, remembering Baiyue hurriedly pressing the weapon switch just now.

"That's right," Bai Yue nodded, "To be honest, with my eyesight, even if I can't see the whole picture, I can still see some details."

"This undead creature is a derivative of dragon energy. Ordinary people are mainly based on the soul, and the spirit nourishes the body, but this creature is based on the body, and the spirit inside is pieced together."

He pondered for a while. "Rather than saying it was pieced together, it's better to say it's a spiritual body. It's similar to creatures like zombies and undead. It has a body first, and then regenerates its soul. In essence, it's a living dead, but the strong body gives it another characteristic: immortality."

"I can see that the souls in their bodies are made up of multiple soul fragments, and the main soul controls the body. As for the others, I can't see them for now. I need to experiment." Zhang Wuji's thoughts turned quickly: "Do you want to transform this kind of creatures and carry out grassroots development and construction?"

Baiyue nodded: "Their immortality comes from the dragon energy in their bodies. As long as the dragon energy is not exhausted, their bodies will not die. Is there any more convenient labor force in the world than this?"

"You have always been worried that the productivity of the Ming Dynasty cannot support the development of neuroworm technology, and it takes time to cultivate the people. The thinking of this generation of people has been solidified. If you want to make a leap in productivity, you need to transform the thinking of at least several generations. To fill this gap, I think this kind of undead creature is very good."

"This is a small dragon vein, which is enough for us to squander for hundreds of years. We can let these test subjects take on the most dangerous human experiments and the most arduous work, and their strong physiques are enough to turn them into perpetual motion machines with a time limit."

Bai Yue raised a smile: "As long as the experiment goes as I expected, we can use this creature as a petri dish, split its spirit and soul, reduce its spirituality, and then control it with talismans. When the dragon veins are exhausted, these creatures will naturally return to dust. What a good clean energy. As for this method, it is against the harmony of nature..."

“Heh…” Zhang Wuji chuckled, “Are we afraid of this?” He turned his head and looked towards the northwest, his eyes shining, “We must bring these strange things back as soon as possible… No, we must bring back my Ming Dynasty’s private property. We cannot miss a single one.”

He looked at Baiyue and said, "I think you should be able to handle the brainwashing work of imprinting the thoughts of this creature and rendering its loyalty."

"I will leave a mark deep in his bones, blood, and soul. This is Ming's private property. Whoever takes it will be held accountable!"

Zhang Wuji raised his hand, and red ripples lit up behind him. Figures walked out from the rippled sky. "Dao soldiers, it's time to work. You are now the first detachment of the Ming expeditionary force. I want you to bring back all these undead creatures. In the future, whether you will fight with spears and bayonets, or sit on an expedition ship and destroy the enemy thousands of miles away, it all depends on this!"

The Chiyan Taoist soldiers who had just got a new identity, written as Expeditionary Force and pronounced as Slave Catching Team, were stunned for a moment, and then they received the character details. They all showed grim grins and rubbed their hands ready to fight.

"The equipment I'm wearing should have been replaced long ago, but the research institute refused to approve it, saying that the production capacity is insufficient. Let's see what they say this time!"

"We've been living in poverty for so long, now we can be rich for once. We've turned our lives around, turned our lives around!"

"Everyone, be alert. Intelligence says this creature is extremely difficult to kill. According to the combat power classification, it should be able to reach the level of an immortal. Don't let it capsize!"

Hachi and his undead demon soldiers gradually gathered their bodies. They looked a little listless, but their flesh had no injuries. Instead, they revealed traces of red, and their heat resistance increased significantly.

Before they could react, they saw a group of big men running towards them like dumplings.

"Are all the people in the Central Plains so fierce? Why do they look like they are trying to snatch the treasure?"

Ha Chi was stunned for a moment, then he revealed a sinister smile. He hadn't eaten fresh blood for a long time. This group of Han people came at the right time!
(End of this chapter)